By the time Germaine reached Mauville city the festivities were in full swing, the crowd upon his arrival were particularly excited - which confused Germaine as he had told no one in this world who or what he was.
Upon closer inspection it appeared that other Avatars were on the scene, and causing a large ruckus, he decided that he would ask whom had showed up thus far, his heart's pace quickened in anticipation, and a dry sweat started to form around his temples - Kirlia picked up on this and give his sleeve a tug to calm him down.

"Excuse me, which Avatars have shown themselves?" Germaine asked rather politely towards a young man who was ecstatically jumping up and down trying to peer over peoples heads.

He didn't even bother to turn and look at Germanine, which he found offensive, but held his tongue.
"Awh man! You missed the awesome part, Diance and Rayquaza almost started a full on fight! Should have seen it! Diamonds and flying and stuff! Wish I could do that."
He then gave Germaine a nudge by the shoulder; and Germaine was taken aback as if someone had just pulled a knife on him, but the ecstatic young man still wasn't even looking at him to register his reaction.

"That Diancie is pretty cute too, huh you gotta admit."
It was then that it dawned upon him the reason why he hated most of humanity...

Germaine merely replied with a very dry "Yeah sure." before leaving the throngs of the crowd. After stepping back well out of view he turned to Kirlia and started talking to her.
"It appears that those two aren't here, or at least not yet." After seeing Kirlia look distressed he quickly calmed her nerves, "Don't worry, I'll still participate in this... whatever this is. It couldn't hurt to have some fun whilst I'm free from my prison."

Germaine looked at the throngs trying to deduce a suitable entry for himself, what would be an absolutely showstopping entrance that could only be one made by Giratina.
Then it dawned upon him, strictly speaking this may break some rules but worth a go.

"Okay Kirlia, I've thought of an entrance I can make to stop the show dead - if it's a competition this should win a few on my side from the get-go, you climb somewhere where you can get a good view and teleport to me once the shows over, okay?" Germaine gave one of his very rare smiles and Kirlia responded in kind as a way of agreement. 

Germaine knew that there were only two Focal points here around this area, one near the bridge people biked up and down upon, ad another in the city centre of Mauville itself.
Unfortunately the festivities and the entrance for Avatars - where all the excitement was, was a few meters too far from the city center.
So.
He'd have to surface a bit far from the focal point, which in theory shouldn't hurt, he done it before well over 30 years ago but it'd be best not to travel to the distortion world after this little stunt for a couple of days.
Just in case.

Once Germaine reached the focal point - which here was an old birch tree overlooking the sea, it began to shimmer ever so slightly as these points did when he was in their presence, and then he travelled back home.

Re-assuming his Altered Forme he travelled through the distortion world for a few minutes before finding the point where he needed to be.
[i]"Time to make an entrance"[/i]

Back on the surface world the crowd where cheering on as the Porygon Z was dancing around in the air and various other avatars had signed into the festival.
It took a while but one of the crowd noticed something odd with her Pokemon, the young girl turned away from the joy of the crowd and looked down to her Poochyena who was growling at the ground.
"Hunh? Whats up Poochy?"
Soon other members of the crowd were performing similar actions, and then it appeared - a steadily growing black inky darkness at the center of the area where the Avatars had just been.

Soon other spots started to grow, until it started to form a large oval shaped bitch darkness - at this time people had backed away in fear - but stayed to watch out of curiosity - after a short while the darkness stopped growing and a large area at the center stage had been cleared.
A stark murmuring spread across the crowd as they peered into the darkness.

And then.
The eyes opened, a deep crimson red peered from the inky darkness, staring back at the onlookers, and then came the eerie screech, it was long and mournful, filled with years of pain.
Not that it was Giratinas intent to sound like this, but it was a byproduct of his imprisonment.

[i]" that'll do I think, best not scare them off." [/i]

A figure began to emerge from the darkness until it formed a man dressed in a black suit and snowy white hair, with at, a disinterested face.
The black inky portal between worlds began to dissipate after he had left the Distortion world and as a way of greeting to the onlookers he simply bowed before stating his name.

"I'm Germaine, or rather Giratina; a pleasure to be here."